This Year: Knitting = Love.
 

This is how you will find me, most mornings, lately. Coffee, book, knitting, maybe some cookies. I tried these this year, but I'm not sure if they're good or just sort of OK. I'll eat them, because they have a lot of cinnamon, and they're the perfect size. There is something about knitting and coffee that just goes together, for me. I just haven't found a way to eat, drink, read and knit all at once. I have been doing a bit more knitting than usual lately. I'm not sure if people really want all this knitted stuff from me, but the way I figure it, I'm not sure they want the stuff I buy in the store for them, either, so this way, at least what they're getting has a lot of time and thought and love put into it.

And it keeps me busy. This year has been up and down. We've lost people this year, old and young. But this year we've also gained people - and that helps make up for a lot of the loss. I need to keep busy, to make things. That has always been critical for me, somehow. Making things makes me feel useful. And feeling useful makes me feel less - disconnected. This time of year we all want to connect and feel closer to the ones around us. Sometimes that is the hardest thing - even when there aren't thousands of miles between us. But I can pick up some wool and needles and make something that will keep someone warm, and stitch by stitch, I am closer to that person. I am so thankful for tasks that keep my hands busy, and even more thankful for the people in our lives that so graciously receive all that knitting...

Merry Christmas.
xoxo